And it was aimed not towards me, butforme. Brandished as a shield instead of a sword.
He is… not what I expected at all,I thought.None of this is.
I stared at him, mesmerized by the passion burning in his gaze. Flecks of sunny yellow glimmered against the amber backdrop, like a warm lantern on a cold evening.
Suddenly, he was a lot closer—and I was a lot less fluffy. At some point during the last few seconds, I’d shifted to human form. When did that happen? Did Saffron’s remark trigger the shift, or was it his physical closeness? In any case, I was now naked beneath him while he straddled my waist.
And that was… surprisingly acceptable.
Saffron breathed hard, radiating a mix of fury and desire. His ragged puffs of air ghosted across my face. I understood he wasn’t angry atme, but I still felt bad for upsetting him.
“I’m sorry,” I murmured.
“Don’t be sorry. Be angry that some fuckers warped your brain into thinking you’re not worthy.”
I grimaced, feeling defensive of my clan alphas. All through my life, they’d been there for me. But now I felt lost, my sense of purpose hazy and unclear…
“Rorik, look at me,” Saffron demanded. When I met his fiery gaze, he said, “You’re worth more.”
My throat felt tight. I swallowed past the lump.
“Do you… desire me that much?” I asked, desperately trying to understand him.
Saffron scoffed. “Desire you? Isn’t that obvious? You’re the hottest guy I’ve ever met. Can’t you tell I’m hard as hell right now?”
I opened my mouth to respond but was cut abruptly short at his final statement. The warmth blooming in my cheeks grew hotter, and my mouth went dry.
I felt Saffron’s bulge pressing into me. I thought it was his knee, or elbow, or some other sharp part of him. I hadn’t realized it was…that.
“Yes, I can tell,” I replied hoarsely.
A slow grin curved along Saffron’s mouth. “You can, huh? Too polite to mention it?”
He adjusted his lower half, causing his erection to brush me again. My heart raced faster than a penguin slipping down an ice floe. I’d never done this before. How was I supposed to react?
“Not to be presumptuous, but…” Saffron tilted his head. “Are you a virgin?”
No point trying to hide it. I gave a stiff nod—and it wasn’t the only stiffness I experienced.
“Where I’m from, omegas are not allowed to… indulge in frivolous activities,” I explained.
“Frivolous?” Saffron said skeptically. “Well, whatever. You’re in my domain. With me. And I say you’re allowed to do whatever you want.” His eyes flashed. “So, what doyouwant, Rorik?”
My pulse quickened until it throbbed in my veins. My skin was hot, and sweat beaded on my forehead. I felt myself growing harder by the second.
Meanwhile, Saffron’s eyes raked hungrily over my body. He was practically salivating. This wasn’t just any vanilla desire: it was raw, draconic lust.
This dragon was going to be the death of me—just not in the way I’d anticipated.
10
Saffron
So,Rorik was actually here to kill me. No big deal.
I didn’t know why his “superiors” wanted me dead, but I hadn’t done anything to deserve it. Unless they hated movies and were therefore my mortal enemies. But I figured whatever happened, it was all just a big misunderstanding.
Before I delved into that mystery, I had a bigger issue on my plate—namely, Rorik’s ass-backwards beliefs.
